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Bukowski

Posted on August 30, 2019 by Blinded by Bukowski

I called him “Bukowski”, because he wrote with the same disdain as the poet, and succumbed to all the same vices. He loved to drink, He loved to smoke, and he loved women, one in particular, me. He wrote often. … Continue reading →

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Fast Love

Posted on May 8, 2018 by Blinded by Bukowski

I should probably put the pen down, because I might make a mess, but there’s a few things here, I want to confess. I just dyed my hair, because I thought I saw a random grey, I bought new jeans … Continue reading →

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More Than Words

Posted on February 3, 2018 by Blinded by Bukowski

I tried to make the piano scream last night. I struck the keys so hard, that I could feel my fingers bruising more and more, with each passing measure. In that moment, I don’t think I cared if they broke, … Continue reading →

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Just Like Heaven

Posted on January 4, 2017 by Blinded by Bukowski

You fell asleep, and I could feel the poem forming in my brain, the words trying to find their place, but I didn’t grab my notebook, I didn’t want to wake you, so I tried to stay awake, because I … Continue reading →

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Just Like Heaven

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